Last weekend my Lady Friend and I went on a shopping spree. A big one. We bought $300 worth of furniture at IKEA and as you know, $300 gets you a LOT of shit at IKEA. Those crazy Swedes! And all that crap was cool, but not nearly as cool as the TV we got.
The other day I heard a crazy story on local morning radio. It involved an unstable dude in New Zealand who was stalking his ex girlfriend in a very unusual way. From inside her own house. He built a trapdoor under her house that he used to get inside a crawl space under her stairs.
You know what is funny about aging? Nothing. It blows monkey balls. I have aches that I never knew existed when I was 20. My eyesight, hearing and hairline have all deteriorated since I was 20. And as much as I hate to admit it, each of those things will probably continue to get worse.
I hope everyone had a great weekend. I did, outside of having to go into work briefly on Sunday. But I have today off! I need to decide what I am going to do with myself today. Got any suggestions? This is what I SHOULD do: – I should spend some time packing, we’re closing
One of the joys I find in life is pointing out other peoples mistakes. No, I don’t jump up in their faces and laugh at them in front of their friends. I do it in a far more subtle way… on my anonymous blog! I am always amazed when local TV stations put misspelled words
How the hell are ya? It’s the weekend and I don’t have to work, so I’m going to be lazy. There is a pool in our complex and I may go chill out there for awhile since it’s going to be in the 90′s both days. Maybe I’ll scare the neighbors with a little Nude
Every once in a while I defer to my Lady Friend to write a blog post for me… partly because I am lazy and partly because she is funnier than I am. She should be writing her own blog, but she has very little free time between a full time job and taking classes at
I am not one to be shy about things. I say what I think and mean what I say. Sometimes this involves me sharing details about my life that other people would choose to keep to themselves. But I stopped worrying about what other people think a long time ago. One of the things I
We have had our dog for nearly 5 months and I haven’t written much about her. And yet here she is showing up in back to back posts. But when I have a story, I have to share it. She likes to keep her identity secret as well, so her real name will not be
I can admit to not being the cleanest or neatest person on the planet. I don’t always pick up after myself right away. My dirty clothes can occasionally lay on the floor of the closet for a day or two before making it into the hamper. I know this makes no sense… what is the